My Promised Rejection Olivia Novels & Stories

For him, Olivia was just a toy that could be thrown away anytime, not a business partner to work with. "Do you think I don't have an ace card? You were really chatty when you were drunk! Do you know that?" Olivia smiled sardonically, although it wasn't visible. She felt like she was on top of the world. Olivia could hear that Seno's voice was not in good shape. The man felt a little shaken. "Listen..." Seno finally softened his tone. "Let's talk," he invited in a friendly tone. This time, Olivia truly won. Seno was in her grip. "Be my partner at the reunion this afternoon. I have a campus event. We can talk after the event," Olivia said coldly. She didn't accept rejection.

“That, or three moon cycles.” “Let’s hope he sees reason and accepts the rejection,” Neal says. “I have to formally reject him; I rejected the pack, not my mate. I was too afraid,” Olivia cries. “Do it now so he can’t finish,” Tony says, everyone looks at him. “What? Seems like a great revenge.” “I, Olivia Carter Chestnut, reject Mark Eli Chestnut as my mate,” she looks like she might collapse, but Neal holds her effortlessly. “Get her to the bed,” the doctor suggests.

She promise herself not to offend him anymore so as to see such good sides of him again. "I won't offend you anymore." She whispers quietly. "Do you even know how you offended me?" "Yes the contract, you don't like it when I talk about my ex, and some other things that I still need to learn." "Promise?" He asks softly. Olivia opens her mouth as she wants to assure him that she promises him not to offend him ever but she doesn't want to lie to him, she still wants to know of the contract marriage. "Done," he says as he removed his hand from her hair "now go to sleep."

“I, Olivia Wolf of The Moonlight Pack, reject you, Ried Corbin, future Alpha of Bloodmoon Pack as my Goddess given mate.” Flatly spoken, without a quiver in my voice, I slowly spoke the words that I thought I would never say. I always believed that rejecting my mate when I found him was not a possibility for me, as I have only ever wanted to be unconditionally loved by someone. But I knew that Reid could not provide me with that. A rejection was my only option, and I needed to do it sooner rather than later, before something happened. No time like the present, hey? What was some excruciating pain with my looming death anyway?

Get me all the details. She hung up and turned to Logan. ‘Happy with the plan?’ ‘It’ll do.’ Olivia folded her hands on her lap. ‘Can you reconsider the endorsement? I’ve changed, Logan. I won’t be a nuisance anymore.’ Logan regarded her sceptically. Olivia sighed. ‘I used to think you’d never pick someone like Alessia over me. I’m a movie star, after all. But you’ve made your choice. Although, I am curious—can you tell me why? Why her? Why not me?’

“And I promise you, that won’t be easy.” The witches didn’t flinch. Neither did we. Inside the circle, Olivia stood still, trembling, flickering with red and blue fire. Her eyes flicked between us, fear and guilt and pain written across every inch of her. And I made her a silent promise: I will not let them take you from me. Whatever came next… I was ready to burn for her.

Blackwood’s POV The video was impossible to ignore. Her voice, Olivia’s sharp, slurred fury, echoed across the screen, accompanied by the grainy footage of strangers recording on their phones. She had cornered Jacqueline in the middle of a mall, spitting venom, dragging my name through the dirt. And worse, Jacqueline was standing there, frozen in the chaos, cameras capturing every flicker of shock on her face. I didn’t finish the clip. I slammed the phone onto the desk, fingers curling into fists. Olivia had promised she’d stay in rehab. She had sworn she wanted to get clean. But promises had always been a currency she spent freely and never repaid.

Her pupils shrank in terror as she lied, "I-I'm not feeling well today, Rocco." I wasn't taking no for an answer. "That is an order. Hold it." She couldn't refuse an order from the Don. Her hand was shaking as she reached for the plant. The seconds ticked by, and nothing happened. Her skin didn't redden or swell. There was no allergic reaction, and she didn't even seem the least bit uncomfortable. Sofia knew it was over. The story she had crafted for so long was about to fall apart. Her hand flew open in fear, and the rosemary fell to the floor. "Maybe my immunity is better now. Never mind. I'm actually not feeling well. I need to go upstairs and lie down."

Lira Veyr has spent her entire life being treated like she is worthless. So when the Moon chooses her as the mate of Kael Draven, the ruthless Alpha Prince, she believes her life is finally about to change. Instead, Kael rejects her before the entire pack. Humiliated and cast out to die, Lira expects the wilderness to finish what he started. It doesn't. Something else finds her first. Something ancient. Something that knows her real name. After that night, strange markings begin appearing on Lira's skin. Shadows follow her. Her forgotten memories begin bleeding through—and powerful beings from beyond the world start hunting her. Even Kael begins to realize the trut

I snapped my hand out of his grip and jerked to my feet, my blood flooding with fire. “What do you mean? We’re destined mates.” He wanted to hold my hand again. I picked my glass of tequila and splashed it all over his shirt, ruining its clean whiteness. “I, Scarlett Anderson, reject you, Evan, as my mate.” I pivoted, coming to a stop when he grabbed my hand and stood in front of me, his eyebrows curled upwards with fear reeling in his emerald orbs. “No, Scarlett, no. You can't do this to me. Why are you rejecting me? I promise you I’m a nice guy. I’ll do anything to fix every wrong impression you have of me, please.” His once flirty demeanor was replaced with nothing but dread.